Wolf Pack Overlord: Rebirth of the Progenitor

The moon hangs high in the night sky, and the room is magnificent. The wide open windows and doors blew in a cold wind, causing the oil lamp on the table to flicker brightly and dimly. Next to the upside-down chair lay a young man of the noble, dressed in a splendid costume. At this moment, his delicate face was pale and colorless, his eyes were closed, and his lips were purple. A sharp arrow shot into his chest and pointed straight at his heart. "Ahem...." Suddenly, the young man coughed violently and woke up, he opened his eyes and looked around blankly, only to find that the environment was no longer familiar to him. "Where is this?" "Am I not in a detective agency? Hiss....." Memories poured out of his mind like a tidal wave, Kane · Gerrard was the name of the body. As a baron who had just inherited the title, he could have had a great scenery, but on this night, a sudden assassination ended his life. And Su Ming, who came from Blue Star, inherited his body at this time. It's also unlucky, Su Ming just took a nap in his detective office, but he didn't expect to wake up and cross. He staggered to his feet, but there was a pain in his chest, and Su Ming remembered that he still had a sharp arrow stuck in his body. "Damn, I forgot about it." Looking at the sharp arrow that had sunk into his chest, Su Ming didn't know what to do, but the increasingly severe pain was warning him, either pull out the sharp arrow or keep hurting. After struggling for a moment, Su Ming took a deep breath, endured the heart-piercing pain, held the tail of the arrow, and pulled out the sharp arrow. Immediately, golden-red blood gushed out with the arrow, and Su Ming's own fell to his knees. An unspeakable pain appeared in his body, as if the moment he pulled out a sharp arrow, Su Ming's own strength also flowed with his blood. Holding his bleeding chest, Su Ming slowly changed from kneeling to falling, and finally lost the strength to support him, and fell down completely, and everything in front of him became sleepy. But his will to survive constantly reminds him that he can't just sleep. Perhaps the gods were also moved by him, and under his strong will, the eyelids that were already rolling gradually opened, and an inexplicable sense of comfort rushed to the heart. Su Ming, who no longer felt pain, relaxed his spirit in this comfort and gradually fell asleep. Early morning. As the bright sunlight shone into the room, there was a knock on the door. "Knock knock." "Lord Baron Kane." Maintaining the posture of last night, Su Ming, who fell to the ground, no, it should be Kane, opened his eyes again. He struggled to get up from the floor and wiped his somewhat wet cheeks, only to realize that his whole body was covered in blood. But what made Kane feel strange was that his blood was mixed with a little gold, and the blood that should have dried up or coagulated a long time ago was constantly dripping from his body like flowing water. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Kane tore off his tattered shirt. Looking at his chest, he had a look that was exactly what he was. The bloody hole left by the sharp arrow had healed long ago, leaving only a hideous scar. I'm afraid something happened to my body last night. Kane clearly knew that even if he had the strength of the first order in his memory, he would not be able to have such an ability. Looking at the large pool of blood on the floor, Kane shook his head self-deprecatingly, yes, people who can keep this blood are okay should not be normal people for a long time. At this time, the sound of inquiry came from outside the door again. "Lord Baron Kane?" Listening to this familiar voice, Kane knew the identity of the outsider, who was his personal servant Engen. As a servant who grew up with Kane, he has a deep trust in himself. Before it was known whether the assassin was from outside or inside the fort, Ungern was the person he trusted the most. Immediately, Kane opened the door and pulled Engen into the room. "Lord Kane, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Kane, who was stained with blood all over his body, Egean asked anxiously. Kane patted Engean on the shoulder, signaled him to calm down, and said, "Engean, I'm fine, you don't need to ask more about this matter, you clean up here first, remember to leave the arrows." Seeing that Kane was reluctant to say more, Enchen suppressed the doubts in his heart and began to clean up. On the other side, Kane, who had finished the order, went to the bathroom alone to clean up. After washing up and dressing up again, Kane walked out the door and was led by another maid to the dining room. Once he was seated, the waiting servant began to serve the morning, and Jace, the butler, walked in. In the memory of the original owner, this Jace butler was an old man who had assisted the family since the previous baron, and his experience could be described as very old-fashioned. "Lord Kane, the warm red wine from Pisburg has been prepared for you, will you serve it now?" "Serve it, Jace." "As you wish, Lord Kane." Jace took the red wine from the servant's hand and slowly poured it into Kane's glass. During this time, Kane also observed everyone's expressions, but whether it was Jace or the others, it was as usual. It seems that they did not know about their assassination, could it be that the murderer was from outside the fort? After breakfast, Kane went to the training ground outside the castle according to the habits of the original body, and began his daily morning exercise. Wielding the sword in his hand, Kane absentmindedly slashed at the training dummy. While trying to maintain the daily routine of the original body, Kane also kept thinking about who was going to assassinate him at this juncture. Is it Jace? Obviously not, as the steward of the castle, he had no reason to assassinate himself. Could that be Marcus? A sturdy and steady figure appeared in Kane's mind, but then he shook his head again, as his own knight, the other party would not make such an unwise choice. It definitely won't be Catherine, she, like Marcus, is a self-trained transcendent, and if she falls, they will suffer themselvesto a big ripple. Putting down the sword in his hand and taking the towel from the servant, Kane wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to think that apart from all the candidates in the castle, it could only be an assassination from the outside. The morning workout was quickly over, and Kane returned to his study. At this time, the study had been cleaned by Engern, and he stood aside and handed Kane the murder weapon arrow. Receiving the arrow, Kane instructed, "Egean, remember not to pass on the things in the room. Enggen nodded, "Yes, I see, Lord Kane." Then, he consciously withdrew from the study. After the other party closed the door, Kane picked up the arrow and carefully figured it out, the tail of the arrow had a protruding part, and the arrow feather that should have been on the tail was above this part, which is a typical crossbow arrow deconstruction. At the same time, the crossbow arrow style is also a common road goods, and it is obvious that the assassin does not want people to find out who he is. Putting down the arrow, Kane went to the window, assuming his previous reasoning was true, then it was likely that the killer had entered the room from the outside. The windows in the study were very clean, thanks to the daily servants who came to clean them, but Kane still found some suspicions under the window. Looking down, the majestic stone walls held up the castle, but a little below the window, Kane noticed that one or two stone bricks looked a little different. They were all missing a side foot, and it was missing right on either side of the window. This tiny detail, if it weren't for Kane's occupation in his previous life, would definitely not have been noticed by ordinary people. Sure enough, just as he thought, the murderer came in from outside. Then the murderer who can avoid many inspections outside the fort, and can easily climb the city wall and assassinate himself, must be extraordinary, and even higher in rank than himself. This gave Kane a little headache, and the transcendents all had their own unique powers, far from being an existence that ordinary soldiers could resist. Besides, now that the other party is in the dark and himself is in the light, once he finds out that he is still alive, he will definitely come to assassinate him again. Kane had to make a plan before the other party assassinated him.